Sanctity preserves my inner core.
Sainthood becomes me.
Mortality is a dirty word.
But the sanguine fibres (are),
Hallowed.
I'm not a product of a god.
I'm a god of flesh.
Divinity resounds so hollow.
But in my veins I'm hallowed,
Yes indeed.
Mortality but no fear of death,
A legacy in me.
Continue through my life's breath
, It will preserve through me.
Sanctity preserves my inner core.
Sainthood becomes me.
Mortality is a dirty word.
But the sanguine fibres (are),
Hallowed.
I'm not a product of a god.
I'm a god of flesh.
Divinity resounds so hollow.
But in my veins I'm hallowed,
Yes indeed.
Hallowed saint my godless offer
One on one I slay your saviour
Spiritual defenestration
Divine-mortal molestation
Sanctity cleanses and binds
Divinity a state of mind.
Blessedness arises from within.
Timeless through my germ.
Through godlessness I am.
The divine's own hand.
Hallowed
